I can hear the restless animals flee. They can sense the beast is on it's way. Large winged monster. I knew it would come for me. I thought I would have been more prepared.
After defeating his little brother, he has been preparing for me as well. With more than 30 days left.... there is a false sense of distance. Like I still have time to sharpen my blade, mind, and muscles.
Fear takes over me. Will my bags be strong enough to hold all my provisions? Will my muscle memory be fast enough? Will I be strong enough?
41 days left...